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It seemed wise to depart from Old Lestallum as quickly as possible after the infiltration of Fort Vaullerey; night had fallen, and it was dangerous to travel at night, but it might be far more dangerous to stick around so close to the scene of the crime. It didn't take long to find a Haven out of the way, though, and, once again, they were back to it in the morning, their sights set on Cape Caem once more.
Until, of course, they passed by Malmalam Thicket.
"Is it just me?" asked Prompto, with an almost wistful sigh as he glanced out at the thick forest passing them by, the Rock of Ragatough looming and smoking far in the distance. "Or is that place just begging to be explored?"
And, to his surprise, the Regalia actually started to slow down. "You know," said Ignis, thoughtfully, as they neared the turn off ot the scenic parking spot, "if what they say about the Malmalam Thicket is true..."
"Then we might just find what we're looking for here," Gladio realized, picking up what Ignis was putting down immediately.
"Another tomb?" Prompto wondered.
"Another tomb," Ignis confirmed, turning onto the dirt road sweeping into the thickening forest.
( On second thought, I don't like the woods. Too many monsters. )
"Let's have it!" agreed Ignis, and the battle was on, the battle was fierce, but between the four of them and Iris at their side, as well, the bandersnatch was no match for them, and they fought well and hard to finally enter that old, quiet tomb and claim another ancestral weapon for Noctis' slowly building arsenal, each one making him feel stronger and more confident in his abilities.
Still not strong enough, but stronger. aAs they trudged their way back to the Regalia and the Haven that would serve as their resting spot that evening, with Cape Caem firmly in their sights for tomorrow, finally, he was feeling a little good, actually. He might even be feeling something akin to hope.
Prompto, though, probably put it best: "Almost makes up for the soaked socks and bug bites!"
Almost.
[[ all the usual massive plot alphabet soup applies! Taken and/or elaborated from Final Fantasy XV Chapter 6 - A Way Forward ]]
Until, of course, they passed by Malmalam Thicket.
"Is it just me?" asked Prompto, with an almost wistful sigh as he glanced out at the thick forest passing them by, the Rock of Ragatough looming and smoking far in the distance. "Or is that place just begging to be explored?"
And, to his surprise, the Regalia actually started to slow down. "You know," said Ignis, thoughtfully, as they neared the turn off ot the scenic parking spot, "if what they say about the Malmalam Thicket is true..."
"Then we might just find what we're looking for here," Gladio realized, picking up what Ignis was putting down immediately.
"Another tomb?" Prompto wondered.
"Another tomb," Ignis confirmed, turning onto the dirt road sweeping into the thickening forest.
( On second thought, I don't like the woods. Too many monsters. )
"Let's have it!" agreed Ignis, and the battle was on, the battle was fierce, but between the four of them and Iris at their side, as well, the bandersnatch was no match for them, and they fought well and hard to finally enter that old, quiet tomb and claim another ancestral weapon for Noctis' slowly building arsenal, each one making him feel stronger and more confident in his abilities.
Still not strong enough, but stronger. aAs they trudged their way back to the Regalia and the Haven that would serve as their resting spot that evening, with Cape Caem firmly in their sights for tomorrow, finally, he was feeling a little good, actually. He might even be feeling something akin to hope.
Prompto, though, probably put it best: "Almost makes up for the soaked socks and bug bites!"
Almost.
[[ all the usual massive plot alphabet soup applies! Taken and/or elaborated from Final Fantasy XV Chapter 6 - A Way Forward ]]
